Tongue-deep in curves, he savors every drop

The woman's ample figure quivers as she feels the man's hot breath on her most intimate parts. He teases her, his tongue flicking against her clit, sending jolts of pleasure coursing through her body. She gasps, her hands gripping his hair, urging him on. He obliges, his tongue diving deep into her, exploring her depths. She's dripping wet, her juices coating his face. He laps it up, his own desire growing with each taste. She can feel his hardness pressing against her thigh, a testament to his hunger for her. He continues his feast, his tongue working its magic, bringing her closer and closer to her peak.

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